Siheyuan: A young man starts a game and ignores the law

I hope this letter can convey my sincere wishes. I understand the troubles and pain that everything in the past may have brought to you. I want to have a good talk with you to resolve the misunderstandings and estrangements between us.

If possible, please come to my house tonight and let us face the past together and find solutions together.

Sincerely,

Su Ming

Mother Ye was silent for a moment, then smiled again, "Su Ming, I understand that you have been friends for many years, but you are a mature boy, and I hope you can understand my concerns."

Su Ming looked ahead seriously. He knew that Ye's mother's concern was out of good intentions. "Auntie, please rest assured. I will respect Ye Fei's feelings."

Mother Ye nodded, and seemed to feel a little relieved.

The car slowly drove into Ye Fei's neighborhood and stopped downstairs. When Ye's mother and Ye Fei were about to get out of the car, Ye's mother looked at Su Ming again, "Su Ming, thank you for your company today and for sending us home."

Su Ming smiled and said, "Auntie, you're welcome. See you again someday."

Ye's mother and Ye Fei got out of the car. Su Ming looked at their departing backs, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He knew that friendship and understanding were precious, especially in the journey of life.

Ye Fei walked into the house and closed the door gently. She felt inexplicably excited, and everything that happened with Su Ming just now echoed in her mind.

"Mom, you...don't think too much." Ye Fei said to Ye's mother a little embarrassedly.

Mother Ye looked at her daughter and smiled. "Fei Fei, I hope you can find someone who is right for you. But I won't interfere too much in your affairs."

Ye Fei was moved when she heard this. She knew her mother's love and care, and she also understood her own responsibilities.

"Mom, I will think about it carefully." Ye Fei said softly.

Mother Ye patted her daughter's shoulder gently and said, "Good girl, I believe in you."

Ye Fei smiled, her heart filled with gratitude and warmth. She knew that in this world, there was always a force silently watching over and protecting her.

On this night, Ye Fei lay in bed, thinking back to everything that happened today, and she felt the warmth and encouragement brought by every little bit of life.

"Su Ming..." Ye Fei whispered the name softly, feeling an inexplicable emotion in her heart.

In the distant sky, stars twinkled faintly. Ye Fei closed her eyes, immersed in this peaceful and warm atmosphere, her heart full of expectation and hope.

Late at night, Ye Fei sat alone at her desk, with the drawing paper spread out in front of her. The pencil in her hand slid gently across the paper, outlining a face whose outline gradually became clearer. The light was projected onto her focused profile, outlining a soft light and shadow.

Ye Fei frowned slightly, her hands subconsciously paused, staring at the picture, as if trying to grasp something, but unable to reach it. Su Ming's face gradually became clear in her mind, and every detail was captured by her attentively.

"Ye Fei, are you still painting?" Ye's mother's voice came from outside the door.

Ye Fei raised her head, smiled and said to her mother, "Mom, I can't sleep, so I'll continue painting for a while."

Ye's mother walked into the room and looked at her daughter's focused look, her heart full of understanding. "Su Ming, right? You are very interested in him."

Ye Fei nodded, "Yes, he is a good friend of mine. I think his face is very distinctive and I want to capture it."

Mother Ye smiled and said, "You have been friends for many years. Su Ming is a good young man."

Ye Fei smiled gently and returned to her painting. Her hands danced on the drawing paper, as if she wanted to show the impression in her mind bit by bit.

As the brush moved on the paper, Ye Fei's thoughts also flowed. She recalled the past with Su Ming, the games they played when they were young, their immature dreams, and every bit of their growth. Now, they have gone through many years, and their life trajectories are extending on different paths.

"Mom, do you think it's okay to draw like this?" Ye Fei asked hesitantly.

Ye's mother walked over to her and carefully observed the painting. "This outline is very distinctive, but you can pay more attention to some details, such as the expression and demeanor of the eyes."

Ye Fei nodded and listened carefully to her mother's advice. She kept adjusting the brush, carefully outlining every detail, trying to capture Su Ming's unique temperament and spirit.

As time passed in the studio, Ye Fei's paintings gradually became richer. She seemed to be in a unique world, with only canvas and pencil, pouring out her thoughts and feelings in this quiet night.

Outside the window, the night gradually deepened, and the sky was dotted with stars. In the quietness, Ye Fei's studio exuded a soft light, as if this was a warm corner that belonged to her.

"Ye Fei, you have to rest well and don't stay up too late." Ye's mother reminded softly.

Ye Fei smiled and said, "Yes, Mom, I understand."

She continued to concentrate, her thoughts gradually calmed down, leaving only the familiar face of Su Ming on the canvas. Perhaps, at this moment, she turned everything in her heart into every line and shadow in this sketch.

Ye Fei was immersed in the painting, but her thoughts drifted to another world. The memories of the past and the current heartbeats were entangled, causing her mood to fluctuate involuntarily.

"Ye Fei, what are you thinking about?" Ye's mother asked gently, her eyes full of concern.

Ye Fei raised her head and smiled slightly, "Mom, I'm thinking about...some things in the past."

"Is it about Su Ming?" Ye's mother asked softly.

Ye Fei's cheeks blushed slightly, "Well, Mom, I think Su Ming is a special person."

Mother Ye smiled and said, "He is a good young man. After spending so many years with you, I can feel his goodness."

Ye Fei nodded gently, and the doubts and emotions in her heart gradually became clear. "Mom, I think I might...may have fallen in love with him."

A trace of relief flashed in Ye's mother's eyes. "This is normal. After all, you have been friends for many years, and you know him better."

Ye Fei pondered silently, and her heart gradually became honest at this moment. Perhaps it was this special night, or perhaps her brush was depicting more unspeakable emotions.

"Mom, what do you think I should do?" Ye Fei's voice was a little confused.

Ye's mother patted her shoulder gently, "Dear, love is a beautiful thing. You can try to be more honest with him, or let time slowly answer everything."

Ye Fei smiled slightly, with a hint of expectation and confidence in her eyes. "Thank you, Mom. I will think about it carefully."

Mother Ye looked at her daughter's gentle smile, her heart full of love and understanding. She knew that her daughter was experiencing a beautiful and profound change in her heart.